Self-care is such a novel idea to me. I went years without seeing the value of self-care. I figured if I just kept pouring myself out to my family, I would finally be able to be satisfied with a job well done.
But pouring from an empty cup is pointless and impossible.
And doing this will make you jump when you look in the mirror and see a really tired woman looking back at you. A woman who is asking you to take a little time for yourself. A woman who looks like she needs a nine-year nap.
I didn’t think I had time for myself, but it doesn’t take much. There are seasons that make this seem easier than others, but I am here to remind you that you matter. And kids like to see their mothers smile.
I recently had an emotional meltdown in front of some of my kids. I told them I needed them to help me out more. I accused them of happily draining the life out of me. I told them if I collapsed, they would probably just step over my lifeless body and keep going.
